We were eating stuffed pork chops. They were very tasty, but Violet wasn't too fired up about them. I took her plate and removed some of the food, since if it's too full, sometimes she's overwhelmed.
When I gave her the plate back, a small bit of the stuffing had gotten away from the pork. She looked at it and said, "Is that poop?"
The question surprised me. I said, "No Violet. Daddy wouldn't put poop on your plate."
The funny part is that she wasn't upset, like it was perfectly reasonable for poop to be there.
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